Category: A LIL TASTE OF JAMARI
smile 2: screams, blue checks, and free popcorn
Last night was one of those nights where being media just hits different.
shoutout to a Foxholer for sending me the hookup to see “smile 2” early.
the timing was wild though.
i was literally just talking about the first “smile” with a friend…
…and boom,
like magic…
when work wolf isn’t work wolf
Would you settle for the knockoff version of something instead of the original?
earlier today,
i was at dunkin,
indulging in my usual iced coffee.
it was one of those “i deserve!” days.
while i was casually scrolling through my phone,
i heard this deep and low voice behind me.
“Can you add caramel to this coffee,
please?”
it sounded like work wolf…
“it’s some absurd weather problem.” – karaoke said during the storm
I had to wonder:
Have you ever noticed how sometimes,
the storms in our lives feel bigger and scarier than they actually turn out to be?
last week,
i found myself in a spiraling of worry.
i was crazy anxious about karaoke,
a few friends,
and some Foxholers living in tampa, florida.
all of them in the direct path of hurricane milton.
the panic only deepened after hearing a government official’s stern warning:
“Leave or y’all gonna die!”
while some friends and Foxholers were in full blown panic,
i called karaoke,
bracing myself for the worst.
to my surprise…
spoiling the wrong sidekicks: a superhero’s mistake
What happens when you realize you’ve been the superhero in everyone else’s story,
yet your own plot feels a little…
un-heroic?
i made a mistake.
a big one.
after days of feeling so low,
it hit me like a lightning bolt…
my Foxhole guide to that thing called burnout
Have you ever felt at your wits end?
life suddenly became too much to handle,
you felt like you were on auto pilot,
and nothing was making you excited about life anymore.
i’ve been feeling like my energy had ghosted me.
i just felt tired about everything and everyone tbh.
it was like being a clown working overtime at the circus.
i was exhausted and still juggling it all because i balance two lives:
My IRL self
My Foxhole self
my entire being has rsvp’d “yes” to an emotional breakdown.
why aren’t we fontin’ more about burnout?
it’s like we’re conditioned for one thing:
Grind
Grind
Grind
…and then,
when the weekend rolls around:
Events
Errands
Everything but recharge
i’ve been battling burnout hard these past two years,
and while i’m no expert,
here’s what i’m learning as i try to figure it out…
i got too many f*ckin’ lemons rn and not enough stand
First:
I want to take a moment to thank every single one of you who supports me,
whether in words,
actions,
subbing,
or by simply being patient with me while i’ve been working through my issues.
Your understanding means the world to me.
Some days are harder than others and I’m grateful for the space to grow,
stumble,
and get back up again.
Thank you for sticking by me.
Now about those fuckin’ lemons.
we all know the saying:
“when life hands you lemons, make lemonade“,
but…
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